Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

Inexperience really kills people, because of greed, either of the two storage devices almost didn't drain his spiritual power.

Fortunately, he has some medicinal pills on his body, and if he sips one at will, the effect is immediate. Come in the ranks.

Mao frowned, and raised a point worriedly: "Heh... stinky boy, you rely on medicinal power to increase the speed of spiritual power recovery. Be careful that your body will become dependent on spiritual medicine in the future, and you will not be able to recover without taking medicine."

"Uh... Even if I don't take medicine, my body's recovery speed is very slow!"

Either is also helpless. He has tried, how long will it take to recover after squandering all the spiritual power?

Facts have proved that it is really slow and slow, not much better than tortoise crawling.

Mao seems to be such a powerful person, the total amount of spiritual power is dozens of times his. Recovering with him, he still can't see where his spiritual power is, and Mao seems to be fully recovered.

Therefore, apart from taking medicine, he really couldn't find any way to solve this problem. Wulinggen, is such a waste, who let him spread it!

However, compared to the previous mortal waste, he is still full of hope for himself now. If he can cultivate, he can change his fate, and he will never bow his head to his fate.

The two of them increased their firepower. The piles of rice and flour, no matter how many they were, were not inexhaustible. In just one meal, the two of them finished work.

Clapping their hands, the two opened the warehouse door together. The owner of the grain store looked behind the two of them curiously, and found that the warehouse that was full of grains was empty and there was nothing left on the ground. .

"Masters, good skills!"

"Hahaha... Small things, small things, not worth mentioning!" After all, Ren Yi was young, and he was a little embarrassed to be praised like this.

The shop owner saw that he was kinder, not as cold as the old man beside him, so he couldn't help pulling either side down and biting his ears.

"To be honest with the little Taoist priest, I have encountered a little trouble here. I want to pay a lot of money to hire the Taoist priest to help me relieve the disaster. Even if the family is ruined, I am willing. I don't know what to do next?"

They were in a hurry, and there was no time for extravagance, so Ren Yi quickly refused, "I'm sorry, the shopkeeper, my uncle and I have important things to do, and it's not convenient to stay here.

"Alas..." The shopkeeper sighed, "But it was me, Meng Lang, it was me who was wrong and delayed the Taoist priest."

He turned his back with a dejected expression, and his tone was bleak with a bit of crying, "It's just that I suffered so much that Ling'er has finally grown to the age of a flower, and is about to be fed to the Sea God, pitiful and pathetic. what……"

After speaking, he couldn't help but lift his sleeves and wipe the corners of his eyes.

Feeling touched, he couldn't help but ask each other out, "Storekeeper, what happened? Would you be willing to go bankrupt like this?"

The shopkeeper raised a pair of wet eyes, and said in a choked voice, "The Taoist master doesn't know, but outside the East City, at the border of thirty kilometers on the outskirts of the city, there is a Sea God Mountain. A hundred years ago, a Sea God altar suddenly appeared. There must be a hideous-looking monster, like a human being like a beast."

"There is an inscription next to the altar, it is the young master of Yuji City in the East China Sea, Scholar Yu, because of the curse of fate, he has become a monster that is neither human nor beast, unless the sea dries up and the sun and moon are reversed, otherwise only You can be suppressed under that altar, and you won't be born!"

"I don't know when, a group of prince's guards appeared and spread rumors that as long as there is the blood of the daughter of destiny, this monster can be rescued."

"Since then, every four years on April 17th, these people will select ten daughters of destiny and water the altar with their blood."

Hearing this, Yi Yi felt a little uneasy, and couldn't help but said: "Life is at stake, so no one can take care of people who are so careless? What about the people in the government? They don't do anything?"

"Hehe... How to do it? Their means are like ghosts and gods, how can we little people resist, there are probably hundreds of people who have gone to camp after camp, and they have been attacked by them before they even approached these princes and guards. I've been beaten to dust with magic, and I can't die any longer."

"In addition to seeking the help of monks with strong Taoism, what can we ordinary people do? Unless we stay away from this homeland, we can only pray that we will not be selected by those people."

"In three days, the day will come. I have pity on my only daughter, and I don't know where those **** got her birth date. They calculated that she is the Holy Maiden of Destiny, and they have to remove the blood."

"My granary originally planned to sell it to raise money, hire people from all corners of the world, and ask for their help. Unexpectedly, the two of them are actually monks, and a certain family has something in their hearts, so it's a bit of a frenzy, and I ask the little Taoist friends not to ask for it. Weird!"

The store owner's words were sincere and sincere, and he was in a dilemma at any time, not knowing whether to help.

With his current abilities, he is not sure that he can beat those so-called guards of the prince. If he is not careful and takes his own life, it would be a joke.

He looked at Mao Xian eagerly, and there was a light of prayer in his eyes. Mao raised his hand in disbelief.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but give himself a big mouth, "Ah! What's the matter on the road again? The old man means to start again."

The materials they want to raise, whether it is food, or clothes that can be changed and washed all year round, and many other things that can be used in ordinary times, they will search for them when they see them.

Any purse was still bulging in the morning, and it was only two hours later, and it had bottomed out.

He suddenly had the illusion that he had returned to the beggar overnight. Over the years, he seems to be very unlucky. No matter what the reason is, if he has money in his left hand, he can spend it in his right hand.

Even in a place like Yunyang Mountain, which is far away from the mortal world, without money, it is absolutely impossible.

If he wanted to eat better and live better, he had to bribe the people who were in charge of the supplies. Otherwise, there would be too many people who would eat chaffed vegetables and cover the cotton wool every day.

At least he had met a few fellow travelers who had experienced the entrance test at the same time as him. At that time, he had a little friction with this group of people. He was secretly murdered by this group of people and almost missed the entrance test.

Fortunately, he was reminded by Xiaomei, the maid next to Jiao Ke, who made him take a shortcut. Instead, he ran to the front and passed the test first.

And these few people, although they were behind him, barely managed to pass the test, but they didn't have a special master, and they worshiped at the bottom as ordinary disciples.